Good -- A Danti Fanfiction (COMPLETED)

Chapter 8

(BTW THE TRIBUTE VIDEO ABOVE FEATURES MY BABY DAN AND ITS MY FAV VIDEO OF ALL FUCKING TIME BUT OF COURSE I SAY THAT EVERY TIME SO HA READ ON)

Anti's POV

I pressed my entire body against the wall, hoping that my breathing would steady soon.

I was too loud. Much too loud.

After a moment, I dared to peek my head around the corner. All I saw was the long, dark ally way I had come down. I saw so many shadows, not sure which ones to be afraid of. Then I felt a breath down my neck.

I twisted around so fast I fell onto my bottom, staring up at him.

He was older than me, stronger than me, smarter than me. A crooked grin was plastered across his face, but it sure as hell didn't belong there.

I should've sensed him, noticed him somehow. But he was just there.

He bent down and place a hand on each of my knees. I knew there was only more pain in scooting away, so I flinched with my upper-body. He only wanted some attention. That was what he always wanted; me to make him feel something other than his own pain. He would never do anything that would cross the lin--

My whole body froze up as he tugged at the hem of my jeans. 

No. Never this much. I agreed to something simpler. We agreed to something simpler.

I tried to pry his hands off of me, but he wouldn't budge.

"You said that you would be there when I needed you. But you ran... you ran and found a nice, secret area. You said that I can trust you, that you'll make me feeeeel better," His words were beginning to slur more with each passing second. "But you didnttt leeet  mee see you. I couldnt fiind youu." He was starting to whine now, and I knew I needed to do something. 

But it all happened too soon.

He ripped off my jeans, pressing my chest into the dirty concrete.

I may have been the demon who ran Ireland. But this demon controlled me. 

Down went my boxers, and I was too shocked to resist anything movement he made. 

I didn't feel him flip me so that my chest was into the ground.

I didn't feel his dirty hands on me.

I didn't feel him.

I didn't feel.

Because I didn't want to.

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I woke up in a cold sweat. 

I could tell that my voice didn't have much fight left. It was scratchy and it hurt. I could almost taste blood in my mouth, but I wasn't sure what to think of that.

Dark sat in the corner of the room, facing me. He eyes were blank, his face was unreadable. He was on a kitchen stool, his hands restlessly tapping his knees.

I wasn't chained. I didn't have the collar on. I didn't feel ropes or any restraints of any kind for that matter. I was free, but still trapped.

"Tell me," Dark's voice was steady, no emotion in it. I sat up, making myself comfortable. I didn't want to. I didn't need to. It was just a question, with an answer he could live without.

Dark leveled his eyes with mine. "You know I don't ask twice. Tell me, now." 

I stayed still, continuing to stare at him. I was not going to be the weak one. Not now.

Dark sighed, his shoulders relaxing. His eyes fell back to their original, thoughtful swirl of red and black. He leaned forward onto his knees, but his stance was kinder than before.

"Who was it," Dark voice was still strong, but it sounded... anxious.

I shook my head slowly. "I don't kn--"

"Cut the bullshit," Dark got up from his chair and started towards me. I instinctively flinched into the wall, trying to make myself as small as possible.

He knelt next to me, his hand lifting my chin up. 

I hated it. He made me feel so small, so worthless. But I felt so comfortable at the same time. Like nothing could hurt me, not even him.

"Who was it." He repeated himself, his voice quieter than before.

I squeezed my eyes shut so hard it hurt. I wanted to tell him, to say what I've never said. It was tearing me apart, making my stomachs do flips and my head throb. Slowly, my lips began to move.

"Kaine." My body ached. Only Sean, and maybe Mark, knew what had happened that day. 

Dark nodded his head, waiting for me to go on. I shakily began again.

"I told him that I would be there for him. That I could help him," I opened my eyes, tears rolling down my cheeks. I stared into Dark's eyes instead, and it made me feel better.

"All he wanted was to feel something. He wanted to feel anything other than his own feelings. I helped. I promised I would. But he-he--" I couldn't go on. 

I didn't feel my shoulders heave with each sob. I don't think I could even hear myself. I only knew that my heart hurt more than my head. 

I never loved Kaine. He never loved me. I just helped him, kissed him, pretended to love him at times. My heart hurt because it was already broken, and my brain was breaking it again. I never loved anyone -- demons have no family. I was never in a relationship -- too scared after Kaine. 

So when Dark kissed me, my heart shattered.

A/N:  IM BACK YOU AINT GONNA KEEP ME DOWN! Okay okay so I know that this chapter is interesting at the least BUT BEAR WITH ME! I WILL MAKE IT MAKE SENSE! I KNOW THE ENDING! I JUST HAVE TO MAKE IT WORK! btw i think ima change the title and cover because it will fit the plot better 

okay baiiiiii